subtract from
the garish bones of
guilt opaque in
sand when sink into sand shaded
on shards when
voices piled in
the sky nobody at
fault that the seams come
loose they were a product
of insufficient time the
betrayal of sugary-logic as
felt between breaths as
taken by tender
gloved hands to
sing madrigals in black
dresses to climb
and rest
in limbo’s lap
